A rotten apple spreads, it stinks, and it’s rotten to the core.
Henry was a righteous man, he was just, but after a while he snapped and vowed to eliminate every rotten apple from his tree.
Everyone around him had become so lazy and stupid that Henry just couldn’t take it anymore.
Enlightened and obsessed with the woke crowd he went in the back yard and set every rotten apple on fire. He then built a gate around his new garden and allowed no one to enter ever again. His garden was purified, spotless, but most of all perfect.
Rotten Apples
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